Ryder POV
The memory of that night in the forest lingered in my mind like a haunting echo. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't shake the image of Elena from my thoughts. It was infuriating. I hated her, the daughter of my enemy, the one tied to everything I sought revenge against—the Alpha, Beta, and Gamma of the Frostmoon pack. Yet, despite the rage that boiled within me, an inexplicable attraction pulled me towards her.
Flashbacks plagued my every waking moment. I could still see her, illuminated by the moonlight, her beauty breathtaking even in the chaos of that night. Her green eyes, wide with shock, had held a depth that stirred something deep within me. When I had lunged at her, trying to mark her, it wasn’t just about revenge—it was something more primal, more consuming.
“Elen
